stolen dime

                   As it reads quarter to six on our classical roman watch

                          feeling tipsy  yet scrutinizing my remnant

                                      terrified and in denial

                          I took of the mask of the dark angel

               his light brown dry skin on his long skinny bones

                 gets more pale as i confide to admit the truth 

                     " you should use your heartless she said''

                adrenalin rushes in my dark complexioned skin

                 as i recall all my flounders  bliss and satisfaction

                         comes  when you use your heartless

                                    Am i heartless though ?

Reviews

[Graggz]

thanks a lot man

[The Refined Poet]

such an interesting write.... nicely done...